Melanie Martinez Sketch Novels & Stories

“How are you? How’s work?” Melanie dramatically groaned at the mention of work. “I’m tired of seeing old lady’s come in and demand I make them look like Cinderella, or that one client that thinks I can make her a serum that’d get rid of wrinkles in under twenty four hours,” Ever the drama queen, she threw her hands up in the air and exclaimed. “Who does she think I am, Santa Klaus?” “In your case, you’ll be Mrs. Klaus.” Elijah teased, dropping the brown paper bag he walked in with on the table and turning back to face Melanie, only to find her glaring and frowning.

Melanie nudged her as she had been lost in thought. Jade snapped out of it and blinked at Melanie. "Nothing, what do you need?" Melanie tossed the sketches she had in her hand at Jade and said, "I've drawn the design sketches you asked for. Take a look and see if they're okay. Honestly, I'm not very confident." Jade was astonished when she saw Melanie's sketches. She couldn't help but admire Melanie's talent as a designer. Her sketches were very inspiring and instantly likable. "Melanie, they're fantastic," Jade praised Melanie's style.

I tried to smile while wiping tears with the back of my hands. "That man-whore Martinez called me and told me what happened and said you needed your friends. So here we are. And he was right," Melissa said. "And we came prepared to deal with everything - pizza for anger, burgers and fries for hate, ice cream for sadness, chocolate for hurt feelings, gummy bears for anxiety, and some other stuff," Virginia listed. "And of course, skincare products, because we may fall apart, but the world doesn't need to know, much less those idiots. Tomorrow we'll be beautiful as always," I smiled at Tess's idea.

Her laughter faltered for half a breath. Then my arm slid around her waist. I pulled her closer and kept walking. Her body softened into the hold. Melanie noticed that too. Her expression changed. Then, because she was Melanie, she ruined it. “Well,” she said brightly, “you made the most dangerous creature alive leave the yard politely.” Arria coughed. I looked at Melanie. She smiled at me. Insolent. Unafraid. A privilege she abused regularly. “Careful,” I said. Her smile widened.

Just as Mrs Jones was about to speak in protest, Janet looked around and she was filled with excitement when she said, “Look at Elijah’s mum!” “Yes…in the front seat.” Janet rolled her eyes at her mum’s remark and hurriedly rushed towards Mrs Martinez who was seated elegantly, conversing with one of the most famous retired fashion icons in the world, D’ Mangelo, and to her left was Cece Ferris renowned fashion critic who was the star of the Early Morning Fashion show. “Mrs Martinez, Hi.” Janet greeted with a huge smile on her face. Mrs Martinez looked at her from head to toe through the large dark glasses on her eyes, and was filled with instant disappointment.

I questioned him, seeing those bean’s Humbart turned pale and nodded. “That day when I was closing my store, a lady wearing green cape visited me, she asked me for some grains in return for those bean’s, her clothes were torn and dirty, I thought she was poor and needy, so I handed her one bag of rice and another of mixed pulses, she thanked me for my kindness but forced me to take those bean’s, I declined but she shove them in my hand, her action confused me but the instant those beans touched my fingers I felt burning sensation in my entire body, I got scared and with horrified face I turned my head up to look at lady, she took off her cape and I was stunned to see because she was none ot